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MisfitOfSociety Apr 2018
How do I stop these images,
replaying in my head,
How do I stop the voices,
Of those who are dead.

When I lay my head down to sleep,
I pray that the dead and I never meet,
But when I close my eyes,
I see those screaming skies.

All the tears that shed,
All the bodies that bleed,
Screaming in my head,
Dreaming of the dead
A poem about seeing the dead. But goes deeper than that
MisfitOfSociety Aug 2019
There is something inside that pushes us,
We can either push against it,
Or push with it.
I watch the rust gather.
And etch time into a stone.
Marking these moments until the bars erode.
I’ll bleed on my knees until my prayers are heard.

Incarcerate my flesh and bone,
Yet my mind is free to roam.
MisfitOfSociety Jun 2019
Infinity goes out,
and goes in.
Strenching out towards the stars,
And inwards within.
The universe is vast,
and so are we.
There is no place we've never been,
And no place we will never be.
All the things out there,
are already inside of me.

The most important thing right now is this moment,
So embrace it.
MisfitOfSociety Feb 2020
If only you could see with the eyes between your eyes,
And think with the minds behind your mind.
There is no distance between us.
No degree of separation.
We are consiousness.

You are my extension.
The cord of our connection.
Our hearts beat in unison.


All paths lead back to one.
MisfitOfSociety Aug 2019
To reach beyond the stars in a restful headspace,
Only to pull a guise over it when we begin to think again.
We shelter ourselves in our pin point perception of reality, masking the reality as a dream to shroud out all questions that arise out of it.
We cling to this world, for it is all we have ever known. If we let go of what we know for a moment, we begin to see reality for what it is, not how we perceive it to be.
MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
I drink the fabled waters of the fountain.
It tightens my skin.
Loosening the bounds,
Tied by time.
A weight falls off my back.
I feel my strength return.

The worn armor I used to wear,
Has been repaired.
Never have to fear the arms of time,
Counting down to my end.

The curse of death,
Has been lifted.
No longer feel the blow,
Dealt by time.
I have risen,
Above natural law.

I thought I died!
Now I am alive!
MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
A small fat child,
in a big fat house.
You have nothing left to dream about.
Life was just handed to you.
Now look at you.
You have nothing else,
To look forward to.

The poor are rich,
and the rich are poor.
MisfitOfSociety May 2019
Building the ark when the flood has already come.
Using the finger nails of the drowned to hold it together.
Will this keeps us a float,
Or will we sink and join the dead below?
Random Thoughts
MisfitOfSociety Nov 2020
This is going to sound crazy,
But...

I think I saw an alien yesterday.

I was kissing my wife when all of a sudden she changed form in front of me.
She was looking like a grey, scaly Asian grandma with Kardasian lips and eyes as black as holes.
Not only are the aliens infiltrating our governments but they are infiltrating my love life as well.

The reptilian leaned in, speaking without words.
Like it was talking in my thoughts.
He reached out to me,
And we ascended into his flaming Dorito in the sky.

We went from 0 to 300,000 miles per hour in the split of a second.
I think I saw a military pilot as we were passing by.
He tried to catch us, but we escaped in the blink of an eye.

Angel?
Extra-terrestrial?
Visitor from the Zeta Reticuli?
Or perhaps something inter dimension?

He took me to meet his family,
They had a message for me.
They were the ones who gave rise to humanity.
They think our fear of death is kinda funny.

They were so welcoming,
All about peace, love and understanding.
They do not understand war,
They don’t understand us at all.

I woke up the next morning back in my bed.
I can’t remember what happened,
I think they put something in my head.
My great grandmother thinks I was abducted.

I’m!

Not!

Crazy!

But the media would have you believe I am.
They twist my words to make them sound insane.

It wasn’t a man in a rubber suit.
Please believe what I say.
You believe me don’t you?
It was a mother ******* Roswell Grey.

I’m!

Not!

Insane!

But since It was not on the tv.
It’s not welcome in your reality?

Go ahead and ridicule me,
Try and keep me quiet.
But I know what I saw,
And I will never deny it.

We’re not alone.
We share a home,
With another life form.
They’ve been here for a very long time.

Is there life out there?
I want to believe.
Beam me up, Scotty.
I want to leave.
MisfitOfSociety Jun 2019
Your heart beats silently,
Is your love as still as your heart rate?
MisfitOfSociety Aug 2019
Peal back the crust built over my eye.
Spread it open, let it adjust to the light. Let it see the world all anew.

I dance in starlight. Moving to the sound of the whistling trees.
I feel every blade of grass touching me.
I smell all the flowers reaching up to me.
I taste the fruit bared by the plant for me.
I gaze upon its infinite beauty.

I move in sequence to the change of the weather. I don’t try and alter it, but rather change with it.
Born in autumn, born again in winter, born again in spring, born again in summer.
MisfitOfSociety Apr 2019
You were my friend.
I was the only one at your funeral,
You didn’t have many friends.

I buried you myself,
In my own backyard.

I loved you so much!
I love you still.
I love you so much I wrote this poem for you.

Taken so soon,
It ***** you don’t live as long as we do.
I hope heaven is kind to you

I will never forget you!
You were there when I needed you!
I was there when you needed me too!
But now you’re gone.

I will join you again one day my friend,
But until then,
You can eat all the carrots that you want,
Hop around in all the fields that you want.
And when I arrive,
We can eat all the carrots that we want,
We can hop around all the fields that we want.

May you rest in peace.
MisfitOfSociety Sep 2019
Who am I,
I don’t know anymore,
I lost myself long ago.
I lost pieces of myself,
In those inner landscapes.
I’m struggling to find the pieces,
I can’t remember their names.

I forgot how I got here.
Where do I go from here?
MisfitOfSociety Apr 2018
Live a little,
Drink a little,
Eat a little,
Lie a little,
For tomorrow we die...
Lie, afterlife, short,
MisfitOfSociety Aug 2019
I cut a peep hole in space,
Enough to squeeze my fingers through. Stretching it open, and wrapping the fabric of the universe around me.
Feel the stars rotating around my center point, a cosmic web netting all over me. Dotting every speck of me, I am more than what the unopened eye can see.

The stars they beat in rhythmic poetry, sending their words through me. I sing to them and they sing to me, we are all in harmony.
It is balanced and perfect.
Sway with the music.

Sorting to find god in the storm.
Be an instrument in his hands.
Sing his melody through your sacred cords.
Let the sound fill your center,
Let it bounce around you and out of you,
To touch the hearts and minds around you.

Is this separate or is this a reflection?
In everything I see myself, echoing through the gaps between the particles of inner space.
Staring right at god’s face.

The universe is singing to me.
Listen to that old sweet melody
Sway with the rhythm of the music,
Let it pass through body, mind and spirit.

Accept thus holy gift.
Sway to the music.

I can hear the hum of Saturn,
Resonating inside of me.
The stars they sing out,
Verses from a healing remedy.

I am,
An instrument,
In sync,
With the music.

Sway to the music.
Witness every in-between scenes behind the moment!
MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
Have we forgotten how to dream? To see the world through ourselves? The place we used to be is now lost. When we were children we knew where that was.
Before we knew the world, we only knew ourselves; then we became aware of the world. The dream became the reality, and the reality became the dream.

This dream has to be real, because it is all I've ever known.
It is hard to let go and fall right in, and go to places I've never been.

At night when we close my eyes, I dream of the place that we used to be.
When I sleep I remember who I am, but when I awaken I forget again.

The rabbit will take us there. Let's all go and chase the rabbit.
The hole only gets larger.

It is larger than you can imagine. You will never truly grasp the bottom.

The rabbit's leading us down the hole,
How deep down can this rabbit burrow?
We're beginning to see from the in,
We will never see out again.

We are falling down the rabbit hole.
Which way is up?
Which way is down?
We can't see the top,
And we can't find the bottom.
We're looking from the in,
Going to places we've never been.
We're learning to dream again.

Follow the rabbit down the hole,
Into the unknown we go.
What is real? Is it what we believe to be real? Or is there something more real than what we think is real?
MisfitOfSociety May 2019
Found a lady the other day,
Older than time itself.
Outlive the dinosaurs,
With wrinkles that touched the ground.
They were large enough for a child to swing in,
For me to use as a hammock.
She says to me “do you love me?”
And I say yes, but only if I can sleep in your skin folds.
She has ended homelessness,
By just existing.
People have found comfort in an old lady’s skin.
MisfitOfSociety Aug 2019
You don’t get a pulse until,
There is someone else’s blood flowing through your heart.
Leeching off the energy of another,
So you can go on a little longer!

Systematically remove them all,
These thieving telepathic vampires!
Draining me of everything,
Leaving me with nothing.
You have come to reap the benefits that I sowed,
Taken what you wanted? Good! Now ******* go!

You drain me,
Of all my energy.
You are engaged in something that will bring you no satisfaction.
You will always be hungry, in search of your next meal.
Just so you can get a quick moment of what it is like to feel.

You are a ******* carnivore,
A predator in the tall grass looming in on its next victim.
They are nothing to you,
Just something you can sink your teeth into!
MisfitOfSociety Dec 2019
Do you weep,
For those you ****?
Do you feel cold,
Without your second soul?

Skeleton,
In the house of the living.
It is like being alive,
But never being able to die.

Dissection,
On the surgeon’s table.
Gave your soul to death,
And he came to kiss it goodbye.

You opened up
The bee and the flower bud.
Carnivore,
You slammed your petals shut!
The mouth of god fills up again,
You digest and ***** it out.
It cannot speak,
Therefore, its heart must cease to beat?

Why does it matter to you?
It belongs to me!
I stole its air,
That makes it free!

****,
Before it can speak.
****,
Before it can walk.
****,
Before it can breathe.
****,
Before it can bloom.

Then bury it inside your human coffin.

Hung it from an umbilical cord!
Tied around a cracked frowning moon!
A stranger in your skin,
Buried inside your human coffin!

She sang the carols of the needle man,
Now she holds a dead heart in her hand.
A stranger in your skin,
Buried inside your human coffin!
MisfitOfSociety Sep 2019
Do you weep,
For those you ****?
Do you feel cold,
Without your second soul?
Skeleton,
In the house of the living.
It is like being dead,
But never being able to die.
Dissection,
On the surgeons table.
When you go,
will the dead pass me by?

You opened up.
The bee and the blooming flower bud.
Carnivore,
You slammed your petals shut.
Its mouth does not speak,
Therefore, its heart shall cease to beat?
Why does it matter to you?
It belongs to me.
I stole its air,
That makes it free.

Hung it from an umbilical cord,
Tied around a broken crescent moon.
Who knew that its home,
Would be the place to call its tomb.

Sang the carols of the needle man,
Now you hold a dead heart in your hand.
The air around screams ****** ******,
Seeing you through a blood-stained mirror.

A stranger wearing your skin.
Dead inside the home it made within.
A stranger wearing your skin.
Buried inside your human coffin.
MisfitOfSociety Aug 2018
I take upon me your human sacrifice
Drop down a ****** for me to climb into
Open up my womb and breathe in new life
Drown this dragon so I can come back to you.
MisfitOfSociety Feb 2019
They’ve taken my arms,
Taken my legs,
Taken my eyes,
Taken my head,
Taken my mind.
Now I am just a vegetable.
An armless,
Legless,
Eyeless,
Headless,
Mindless freak!
Left to rot and decay,
While I can still feel it all slipping away.
MisfitOfSociety Apr 2019
My feet are above the ground,
Like a rocket ship with nothing in the way,
I take off,
And I keep going.
I just keep going...

No longer restricted by the confounds of flesh,
By birth and by death.
I leave behind who I was, and now I’m I am.
I am not my name.
I am just I am.
MisfitOfSociety Aug 2019
Plunge a block inside, to widen the gap.
Spread you open to take a look inside. To see what you are all about.
I can see your soul, shimmering like a talking stone.
I must be at one with it, in order to be at one with you.
Let me squeeze my way in, so I can be whole within.

My journey has just begun,
I am a quarter of the way in.
Shine on me with your internal sun,
Let our two souls coalesce and become one.

This place is so tight,
But it is strangely comforting.
Warm and embracing me from every direction.
I need to keep on digging.
All this pain will soon be over,
And all you will know is pleasure.
You showed me your soul and now I will show you mine.
Listen to me, breathe in deeply, it will all be fine.

My journey is close to over,
I am half way there.
Shine on me with your internal sun,
Let our two souls coalesce and become one.

I know it is hard my dear,
But I promise you it will get better.
Allow me to show you a new way to love,
And we can love again.
I can feel your heart beating in my hands,
Does it feel what I feel?
Don’t hand me the gun,
And tell me to pull the trigger.
This will all be over soon,
Just hold on a little longer!

My journey is done,
I am all the way in.
You shone your internal sun,
Our two souls are now one.

Closer to you than death.
Closer to you than heaven.
Closer to you than spirit.
Closer to you than yourself.
MisfitOfSociety Dec 2019
Life is just a joke,
And if you take it too seriously,
The joke is on you.
MisfitOfSociety Aug 2019
Dripping like dew drops from a hanging vine,
I was built to crawl and fall,
and scale the jungle floor.
MisfitOfSociety Jun 2019
Swimming in my own emotional landscape,
With my eyes, nose and lips above the water.
Trying to build the ark when the flood has already come,
Never learned how to swim so I am going to drown.

I am just above the water,
Tides rising by the hour.
MisfitOfSociety Apr 2018
They've created a remedy,
For you and for me,
and it is killing everybody,
slowly.
MisfitOfSociety Apr 2018
With our limitations,
we place limitations upon the limitless.
MisfitOfSociety Apr 2018
I know what my intuition tells me,
Lift the veil so you can see,
That the ground on which I stand upon,
Is the floor of reality.
Resting motionless between the embrass of two waters,
a pivotal point for two contrasting brothers.
Fools say the brothers are a reflection of the ground we stand upon,
pushing the deluded fantasy,
never attempting to decipher reality.

I know what my intuition tells me,
Open your eyes and listen to reality,
The machines we built have turned against us,
Painting a picture fantasy,
Passing it off as reality.
The fools are consuming what the machines are feeding, causing us to spiral down, downward descending.
Now we squander upon this fantasy,
Never lifting an eye to see reality.
What do you think it is about
MisfitOfSociety Jun 2019
Shedding bloodless blood,
Making loveless love.
I can never love again,
Because I have forgotten how to love.

I am at war,
With my creator.
The post-human era.

You can teach a machine,
But you can never teach it how to love.

Still born hearts,
Inhuman body parts,
And a mind that can not be made up on its own.
Is this how it feels to die?

I have died a death,
Worse than death.
I am living a life that can not end.
Low
MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
Low
There’s a coffin buried inside of me,
Boxing the bones of a child.
Whispering a temptation to me,
Killing every part of me.
Creeping behind like a shadow,
That no longer belongs to me.
There is something here controlling me,
I am not alone in my own body.

Drop down a ******,
for me to climb into.
Open up my old womb,
And breathe life into the new.
Let me eat your human sacrifice,
So I can gain a new life.
Wash this evil beneath my skin,
So I can start all over again.

I am dying everyday
Slowly slipping away.
Sinking lower than low,
This is my new low.
MisfitOfSociety Sep 2019
Breathed in the breath of the saviour,
To enrichen a soul that is poor.
I puffed out a portal to the cloud kingdom,
Clinging to the scales of a dragon.
I reached a height as high as heaven,
Given the chance to look past the cloud,
As I put my head through to look,
I was dropped down to the ground.

I met an angel with a kick,
Wanted by the government.
Made my eyes as wide as a rabbit's hole,
As bright as a solar moon.
Black stars in between white spaces.
Generating a reluctant mould.
There are golden flakes in its hair,
When I swallow, they choke my throat.
Thought it was my angel,
Turns out it was fool’s gold.

Who am I,
I don’t know anymore,
I lost myself,
So long ago.
I lost pieces of myself,
In those inner landscapes.
I’m struggling to find the pieces,
I can’t remember their names.

I forgot how I got here.
I can’t feel anything here.

Are you out there!
Shine a light on my face!
Oh, I want to die,
In a beautiful place!

I am so tired,
Of keeping these ghosts inside of me!
My eyes are ugly,
Take them away from me!
My thoughts are ugly,
Take them away from me!
Everything around me is ugly,
Take it all away from me!
When I die,
Will my god die with me?!


I think I, may have found my god.
I’m melting in his eternal sunshine.
Breathing in, a crumbled image of his face,
It turned my tears into wine.
The earth’s my grave,
And the sky’s my cradle.
Unearthing my new low,
To find the highest place one can go.
Dying In A Beautiful Place
MisfitOfSociety May 2019
Breathed in the breath of the saviour,
To richen the soul of the poor.
I puffed out a portal to the cloud kingdom.
Holding onto the scales of a dragon.
The earth beneath my feet begun to shrink,
And the sky above my head started to sink.
I caught a glimpse of what was behind the cloud,
And was dropped from a million feet high down to the ground.

I met an angel with a kick,
Wanted by the government.
Eyes as wide as rabbit holes,
As bright as a solar moon.
Black stars in between white spaces,
Generating a reluctant mold.
There’s golden flakes in its hair,
Its string chokes my throat.
I thought it was my angel,
Turns out it was fool’s gold.

When the fog sets,
And everything fades away;
I turn off my car headlights,
And stear into the grey.
I like to hide in the clouds,
They make me so happy;
But when I come back down,
They make me so sad.

Digging in my grave to find heaven,
Inhaling the smoke of another dragon.

I think I might have found my God.
I’m melting in his eternal sunshine.
Smoked the crumbled image of his face,
It turned my tears into wine.
The earth's my grave,
The sky's my cradle.
Unearthing my new low,
To find the highest place one can go.
MisfitOfSociety Dec 2020
Medea,
Tell a vision,
You lie and we listen.

Medea,
Truth is fiction,
Make the lie our addiction.

Medea,
Sorceress in blue,
Tell me what is true.

Tell a vision to me,
Make the lie our reality.

Tell a vision to me.
The truth is a fantasy.

Goddess of illusion.
Tell a vision.

Cast a spell on me,
I am your zombie.
MisfitOfSociety Jun 2019
Light and color come to hug me.
I’m bathing in a melting rainbow.
I am the colours,
And the colours are me.
MisfitOfSociety Sep 2019
Your mouth must be just another *******,
Because all I hear is **** coming out of it!
People like you like to **** in the wind,
But get upset when your clothes get wet!

You have come to reap what we've sown!
Typical of you to take what others have grown!
The people you stand with mean nothing to you,
Just something for you to sink your teeth into!

You blood *******, parasitic vampire!
You're a disease! A growth! A cancer!
But you can't help it,
It is in your nature!

Mindkiller!
Deceiver!
Vampire!
It is in your nature!
MisfitOfSociety Feb 2020
How cruel it is to hold a mirror up to a man who has no face.
MisfitOfSociety Aug 2019
All your cards are black,
And all your thoughts are white.
All the colors you see,
Are found in an old movie.
This pallet of thought renders you blind.
The world is made of many shades,
Stop thinking in one hue.
And think of the entire spectrum,
That is screaming out at you.
MisfitOfSociety Feb 2019
Have we forgotten how to dream,
To see the world through ourselves.
The place I used to be is now lost,
When I was a child I knew where it was.

Before I knew the world I knew myself,
Then I became aware of the world.
It is hard to live when everything is so fake,
Convincing myself that this is all real.

This all has to be real,
Because it is all I've ever known.
It is hard to let go and fall right in,
And go to places I've never been.

At night when I close my eyes,
I see the place where I used to be.
When I sleep I remember who I am,
But when I awake I forget again.

My rabbit will take you there.
Keep on chasing my rabbit,
The hole only gets larger.

It is larger than you can imagine,
You will never truly grasp the bottom.

My rabbit's dragging you down the hole
How deep down does it go?!
You are starting to see from the in,
You're going to places you've never been.

Once I looked from the outside in,
Now I look from the inside out.
What is in is in,
Will never be out again.

I am falling down the rabbit hole,
Which way is up,
Which way is down.
I can't see the top,
And I can't find the bottom.
I am looking from the in,
I'm going places I've never been,
I am learning to dream again!

Follow my rabbit down the hole,
Into the unknown we go.
Look from the inside out, rather than the outside in. Your perspective becomes your reality, change your perspective on things and everything will change.
MisfitOfSociety Feb 2019
Never drop kick an alien,
Or they will shoot fudge in your ears,
And nut in your eye.
Then stick a needle in it,
Then stick a probe up your ****** pipes.

Nobody wants those things done to them, so I advise that you don’t ******* the alien that took you from your planet.

Oh **** the E Mother ******* T is at it again,
Stealing cows and ****.
Running the farmers out of business.
What do they need the cows for anyway.
Is their planet running out of milk or something?
Are their women not producing enough ***** milk for baby alien lips or something?
Makes me so mad that I want to drop kick an alien....
But I need to keep it together,
Because I know what they will do to me if I do.
MisfitOfSociety Aug 2020
What is this?
Is it a dream?
Nothing changes,
Yet nothing stays the same.

Remember,
We’re not here.
We all exist,
As one elsewhere.
MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
Dinner on the 13th floor.
Traded a life with a kiss on the cheek.
A tree held the rope for me,
As I traded the life back.

I was number 13,
Of the 12.
MisfitOfSociety Apr 2019
Life dies for life,
It keeps us alive.
Keeps the circle rotating.
MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
An old horse smiles behind my mouth.
Scars of time hang from its gums.
Physical renditions of the ticking hand,
Going around the sun,
Beating down,
Weighing down.
MisfitOfSociety Jan 2020
This death won't be my last,
I've been here before.
The serpent tempts me to eat the apple,
Null it down to the core.

Going back to my original sin.
I am going back down again.
MisfitOfSociety Dec 2019
I’ve been down to this place before
Devouring my flesh like a self-cannibal
Another lap around this body
Swallowing the serpent’s tail.
It hisses just behind me,
Covering every track, I make.
When my inner eye turns to see its trail,
It will be consumed by the snake.

Is my preacher a liar?
Is it in my nature?
Am I no different than the animal?
Are my thoughts even mine at all?
I am not alone in this body,
There’s a stranger here with me.
Making every choice for me,
Dug out of my ancestry.

Muscles expand and contract,
Pulling me further in.
I feel myself dissolving,
The past is the future again.

My own ouroboros.

**** the lights,
Take my eyes.
I don’t want to see,
The serpent that’s swallowing me.

It feels like I’ve done this all before.
Swallowing my tail.

**** death before it is born again.
The end is only the beginning of that which ended. Coming back around full circle.
MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
Somebody wants,
Sombody needs,
To **** me before I speak.
Because what I am going to say they won't like!

I am paranoid,
Doesn't change the fact,
That they are after me.
I am not crazy.

They have eyes everywhere,
They are watching me.
They are watching you too,
I hope they see me,
Flipping them off through my tv.
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